Chapter 1My name is Linda Harris. I was born in… well to be honest I don’tremember much of my life. I woke up one day in this white room, with onesmall bed, small desk, and no clothes. Just this stupid white hospital clothes.I sigh. I’m surrounded with kids my own age, but they are crazy. They sayI’m not crazy that I got a nerve break down. What they are really saying is:You’re the craziest and you can’t know about it yet, because we are afraid of you. I sigh again. I really hate this place. Every time I ask for my parentsthey just have this horrible look on their faces, but just for a moment beforesaying.“Linda you’ll know about them when you are ready.”“But that’s why am asking you. I hate this…” I shake my head really angry.“I hate not knowing who am I, what horrible thing I did to be here, and whyon visit day nobody shows up for me.” She had that look. God how much Ihate that look.“Linda.” She starts. I look at her really angry. “Linda you are not… you haveto remember for you self, because you block them out your self…” She breath really loud not knowing what to say. “Can we get to therapy? Please!”I gave up for today.“Sure go ahead with therapy doctor.”“Did you eat today?” She knew how picky I could be with food, andsometimes I would go on strike. Telling them either they let me go or Istarve my self.“Yes.”“Did you like it?”I put my arms across my chest. “No, but if I don’t eat you guys would find a painful way to put in on my stomach.” She laugh.
What a bitch!
“I know you might think that we are out to get you or make you suffer, but…” I glare at her, and for a moment I saw the most beautiful guy I ever…well I haven’t see here that’s for sure. Now that’s not true either becauseMarc is really cute. Marc is the only person in this horrible place that can get